Seek
• Written by KingTrap
ayyyo yo .. yo yo,
its the squad,
we trap villians,
grab the axe hit em,
continue on chillin,
grab the mic continue killin,
always sinnin,
broke all the rules,
but im still winnin,
got the boys,
you dont wanna flex,
raa tatata straight through the chest,
rap like im possessed,
no drugs im depressed,
yanno my gun its always suppressed,
sold drugs i want off the streets,
at 16,
selling a qp a week,
im heavy and at my peak,
got the weed that reek,
smoke some dmt,
hope your momma dont find out this aint weed,
roll up the brown bill,
since im a fiend snort another line of speed,
fill up the cup,
sprite and codiene got me leanin,
you is the kid that keeps dreaming,
teasin the demon hes the one who got you bleedin,
tis the reason for me leaving, runnin,
rough breathin im wheezin,
straight steez,
hear to make cream,
cash rules everything around me,
but drugs is whats ruling me
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KingTrap
Member since May 26 2014